I'm going (to try but most likely fail miserably) to post a chapter every Wednesday or every other Wednesday. Also, please bear with me. I know that the types of Pokemon gyms don't match the game. This is suppose to have similarities to the games and anime so not everything is made to scale.

The first thing Alfred did while leading the way, was get lost. Multiple times Matthew insisted that they read the map but his words as usual, fell on deaf ears. "How about I," Alfred sent out his Charmander. It made an excited noise and hopped slightly with anticipation. "Light it up and flamethrower the hell out of the trees so we can see little fire dude!" Alfred cried. "Alfred no!" Matthew moved to stop his brother but instead got caught in the flamethrower. "Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" he cried. "Oops, sorry dude." Alfred said after telling Charmander to stop. Matthew let out a huff then passed out. "Whoa! You alright there?" Kumajiro slowly curled up on Matthew's chest and went to sleep. "Well, I guess this is where we'll be camping tonight. Lets hope it doesn't rain too bad..."

"Char..."

Charmander looked up at the darkening sky and gulped then shook its head. "Charmander..." Alfred looked over at it. "Oh yeah. I forgot, fire types don't like rain..." He took out his Pokedex and aimed it at the little fire dragon. 'From the time it is born, a flame burns at the tip of its tail. Its life would end if the flame were to go out.' The pokedex stated. Alfred nodded. "Just as I thought. Though really, your tail is super bright. Just to be safe, lets get you back in your pokeball and put you in my bag. Don't worry, its waterproof." Charmander shook its head and glared up at the sky as if to say 'bring it on nature!' only to have a raindrop hit its tail, sending it running for cover. Alfred returned Charmander to its pokeball then began to set up the tent their mother packed. When he was done, he carried Matthew and Kumajiro into it then zipped it shut.

"Hey Mattie... You feeling alright dude?"

Alfred asked when his twin still hadn't woken up. He felt his forehead then sighed heavily. "Some leader I turned out to be... I got us lost, I got you burned, and now you have a fever... Maybe I'm not cut to be a Hero... Goodnight bro. Please get better..."

As the night wore on, the storm progressively got worse. Trees creaked and groaned as they tried to withstand the heavy winds and not break. Alfred hadn't been able to sleep. When he finally felt sleep start to take him, Kumajiro began to make an uproar. He hopped up and down, rolled around, and tugged on Matthew's shirt. "What up Kuma? Gotta go to the bathroom?" Alfred asked. There was a loud crash right next to the tent as a tree landed beside it. Kumajiro became hysterical and began to scratch Matthew. Alfred swore under his breath, grabbed their bags, then returned Kumajiro to his pokeball. "I know you hate it but you gotta stay in there, at least until its safe." He then placed his arms under Matthew, picked him up, then squeezed out of the tent just as a tree fell on top of it. "Holy shit, what kind of storm is this?!" he cried. He looked around at the dark clouds and froze. High up in the air, four giant Pokemon circled each other. Subconsciously, Alfred took out his pokedex, just to make sure that they were what he believed them to be.

'Dialga, master of time. Palkia, master of space. Giratina, guardian of the mirror world. Arceus, god.'

Palkia and Dialga were fighting. Giratina had formed portals and barriers to stop them from hurting each other. It was trying to keep the peace. Arceus, most likely forced awake by the fighting, was intent on sending Giratina back to its world. It crashed into it, constantly trying to push it into the portals. It was a battle of the legendaries.

"So thats whats causing this freaky storm." Alfred whispered to no one.

There was a sudden crash as Giratina made impact with the ground. The ground split. Alfred was able to keep his footing and jumped back from the faults. Arceus came crashing down on top of the mirror Pokemon with a roar. "H-hey stop that! Its trying to help!" Alfred found himself shouting. Arceus turned to him, opened its mouth, then shot a beam of energy at him. He yelped and began to run away. The beam hit the ground behind him, causing him to fly into the air. He lost his grip on the still passed out Matthew. When he hit the ground, he looked up in time to see Matthew fall into a portal right before it closed. The wind and rain began to grow in ferocity to the point where it drowned out Alfred's cry for his brother. He tried to climb to his feet but was hit up-side the head by a rock, then everything went black.

"Hmm, hm hm hm, hm hmhm hm hmhm hm, oh what a snow that would be~"

Who... Who was that?

"Standing outside with my mouth to the sky, la lalala lalala lalala."

Who was singing?

"If all the snowflakes were candy hearts and milkshakes, oh what a snow that would be~"

"U-um excuse me? Dude with the bushy eyebrows and funny accent?"

Said male turned to Alfred a bit startled then he frowned. "God, not more of you. Can't you ghosts find someone else to help with your unfinished business?" he grumbled, pouring himself a cup of tea. A Haunter slowly appeared along with a Ghastly. They looked at Alfred a bit confused then turned to the man Alfred guessed was their trainer. He looked at them questioningly. "Well, I know that but he's not even dead." At that, Alfred began to panic. "I'M DEAD?! THE HERO ISN'T SUPPOSE TO DIE! I HAVEN'T EVEN GOT TO FIGHT IN MY FIRST GYM! HOW CAN I BE DEAD?!" He cried. The other male veined and hit him over the head with a newspaper. "You're not dead you iggit! If you were, I wouldn't be able to hit you! ... At least not hard anyway... And what was that about my eyebrows?!"

"Nothing nothing... Who are you and what am I doing here?" Alfred asked, looking around the room. It was pretty much empty say for a lone table and chair that the blonde was sitting at, and a circle with a strange design that had a book at its center.

"It doesn't matter who I am. All you have to know is that I am a medium who serves under Master Giratina. You aren't dead. At least not yet. That rock hit you pretty good though. Good enough to knock your soul out of your body. I can get you back but it'll take a couple months."

"A couple months?! I don't have time to wait! My brother is sick and is stuck in the mirror world! What if he dies? He has a slightly weak immune system! Even a cold can put him to bed for weeks!" He began to look around, finding a bookcase he had overlooked. He began to frantically comb through the shelves. "The bloody hell are you doing?! Stay out of my stuff!" The mysterious male cried. "I'm trying to find something that will get me out of here so I can save my brother then become a Pokemon hero!" Alfred continued to search until he found a strange pendant. He frowned at it and read the writing that was circled around the image of Giratina.

"H-hey! Put that down!"

"Redit ad naturalem statum naturae porta et benedictus? What does that mean?"

Scarcely had Alfred said that, he felt as though he had been sucked into a tornado. It was very dizzying. When the spinning stopped, he opened his eyes. He was back in his body. Before him, stood Giratina. His eyes widened with fear then anger. Before he could speak, he was cut off by a soft, feminine voice. It reminded him of his mother a little. "Finally, you are awake." Alfred looked around for the owner of the voice then slowly looked up at the legendary. "Uh... Hi?" He greeted nervously. "Are you in pain of any kind? I healed you to the best of my ability." Giratina stared down at Alfred almost unblinkingly. "I'm alright... Thank you... Wheres my bro-"

"Your brother is fine. He is safe in my world. Though I cannot heal hIm. I cannot find him. If I do come across him. I will heal him of his ailment. I am grateful that you have saved my life. Arceus has lost his mind. He has become corrupt. If you can save him, and potentially us all, I will give you back your brother. If you fail, I will keep him as my pet. You must stop him by the next eclipse, for that is when he will be at his strongest. That day will be upon us in six more months. By that time, the corruption will have spread to my brother and sister, and the world. The amulet sealed with my power has chosen you. I have faith that you will use it wisely."

Alfred thought about this for a long time. He closed his eyes then reopened them as he gave Giratina a determined looked. "I WILL save my brother! I WILL stop Arceus. As a Pokemon hero, it is my promise!" He cried. Giratina nodded her head then disappeared. "Good luck." She said. When she was gone, Alfred sighed heavily. "What have I gotten myself into? He asked aloud.

Elsewhere, Matthew groaned as he opened his eyes. "Alfred?" He called out softly. The world around him made him dizzy. It was distorted, floating rock platforms were everywhere, some were upside-down. Strange wobbly squares and circles formed randomly then closed shut. "W-where am I?" He sat up more then coughed. "Alfred?" he called out. He gasped. "Kumarpojiro! Kuma!" He teared up when there was no sign of his white Skitty. He pulled his knees to his chest and cried softly. "I'm... I'm all alone... I wanna go home... I want Mom... I want Gilbert... I want Alfred... I want Kuma..." he whimpered. "Bulba! Bulbasaur..." Matthew sniffled and lifted his head. He smiled and pet Bulbasaur's head. "I guess I'm not completely alone..." He stood up slowly then leaned against the wall beside him. He felt a little lightheaded.

"Perhaps you should rest more."

Matthew yelped and looked around. "W-who said that? Mom?" He turned to look behind him. A giant Pokemon was floating before him. "G... Giratina?" He asked. "What happened? Where am I? Wheres Alfred?" His panic brought on a coughing fit. "Please stay calm. You are not well." She moved closer to Matthew until she could land safely next to him. She slowly turned to face him then gently tapped his chest with the tip of her foot. Matthew's coughing and wheezing slowly ceased until he didn't feel sick any more. "T-thank you... Giratina..." He whispered. She abruptly fell onto her side with a groan. Matthew slowly approached her and noticed burns and bite marks on her belly. "Are you alright?! Is there any way I can help?" he cried.

"Leave... Me..." She closed her eyes. "If this is where my story ends... So be it... My only regret... Is not saving Arceus... And not being able to live on the there side of this world... There are no flowers... No trees... No grass... The ones I do retrieve just turned gray and don't give this world the same beauty..."

Matthew felt bad for the Pokemon. He gently touched her belly and sighed. "I have some oran berries... I'm not sure if they would be of any use but... Here you go." He left the berries by her mouth. She didn't eat them. Her breathing had become shallow. Matthew hugged her. "Please don't die... Please don't go... I don't want to be alone..." His body began to grow overwhelmingly hot. There was a flash, the heat was gone. Giratina's wounds began to heal. "How...? How did I do that?" Matthew began to panic. Giratina nudged him. "You will fall ill again... I am fine, there is no need for panic. The power that flows through your brother, flows through you too." Matthew frowned. "I don't understand." Giratina motioned for Matthew to climb onto her back.

"All will be explained in due time."

She flew offf.

I'm sure you thought that you were going to read a normal Pokemon story but Pokemon is anything but normal! With Matthew's freedom and the world on the line, Alfred and his team have a lot on their shoulders. What new adventures await these two unlikely Heroes? Who was the bushy eyebrowed man with the ghost Pokemon? Just what in the world is actually going on? Stay tuned for another installment of Poketalia!

The Latin words I typed from Goggle translate say, "Soul return to your natural state, and be blessed by nature's gate."

Hey hey Mama, whats that over there?

Hey hey Papa, living life without a care.

Hey hey Mama! Hey hey Papa!

Pokemon everywhere, so many sights to see!

I can't wait to discover a new mystery!

On this planet we call earth,

Pokemon give life new worth

Learning moves like strength and surf

Poketalia!

Ah! What a day! Setting out on a new quest!

With Pokemon! Oh! And pasta too!

Poketalia!